Oh God, wrestling. I've had all the wrestling i can take this month. More than anyone should ever indulge in. 19 pay per views, 300 wrestlers died, a million people got fired, there were 50,000 backstage fights and i've been having my own adventures off screen that you ain't even tough enough to even hear about.
Right now i'm watching Christopher Lambert movies on tubi and trying to pause my internal wrestle crisis long enough to pay those gimmicks called bills by posting some scattered recollections of the wrestling avalanche i've been pummeled by and buried under.
I look forward to a month of non-wrestling related spooky bullshit. Unless i decide to review halloween havoc or even... lord forbid... Wrestlers Vs. Zombies, which is a real movie, starring Matt Hardy, Kurt Angle, and Roddy Piper, and which i will absolutely NOT be reviewing. No way, no how. Unless one of you is brave enough to pay me.
I'm so weary, Lord. Ain't i been good? When ya comin for to carry me home, Lord?
Dungeon Floozy
2023-09-29 18:53:34 +0000 UTC